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By: This

This — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 05:00:27 +0000

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By: kari noel

kari noel — Sun, 10 May 2009 04:13:53 +0000

My kids are 2 and 4 right now, so there are SO many funny things tha come out of their mouths. I knew I would want to remember them down the road (and thought they’d love to hear) so I have started to journal. I try to sit down at least every other day and write something.

By: Ariel Rising

Ariel Rising — Fri, 08 May 2009 03:34:33 +0000

Last summer my three daughters rode a bus to camp. At the end of the first day, they came home and the younger two excitedly reported that one of their friends from preschool had been on the bus. I had known the girl’s mother and decided to give her a quick call just to say “hi.” She and I talked for a while on the phone and she asked me what had happened on the camp bus between one of my daughters and hers. I had no idea, so I asked my girls who were sitting at the table having a snack, my friend was still on the phone. One of my daughters immediately became agitated and reported the following:

“Well, she (the friend from preschool) just wanted to sit by me on the bus. I told her no. She just wouldn’t give me my personal space. I told her that I was going to open my mouth to swallow, but if she didn’t move I would open my mouth to bite her. She didn’t move, so I did.”

Precious boundary setting moment.

By: Susan

Susan — Fri, 08 May 2009 03:24:07 +0000

I don’t check blogs for a few days and I find out Miss Jane has delivered a beautiful baby Mac.

Congrats, Jane!!!!! May you not fall into perfect-mom syndrome and may you take the help offered without an ounce of guilt. ;o)

My daughter is only 22 months, so I’m still waiting for the slamdown of the century. Until then, she likes to pull down the neck of my t-shirts and look at my breasts.

There’s definitely worse things that could happen.

By: kim gilbert

kim gilbert — Thu, 07 May 2009 19:32:37 +0000

OK, I’m heavy. I’m seriously working on fixing that, but about 8 years ago, my youngest who would have been about 4, runs up to me and hugs me like there’s no tomorrow. I’m lovin this, I’m basking. Then she proceeds to pat my tummy and says, “Mom I love you even though you are fat.” And just walks away like she just did the nicest thing ever.
As crushed as I was, how could I be mad at her.

Or when my then 6 year old, is with me at the bank, the very crowded bank, and lifts up my shirt and yells to my very preggo belly, “hey baby, how ya doin’ in there?!” I thought the bank manager was going to fall off of his chair laughing.

happy mother’s day to all the mom’s

peace out

By: Kathryn in Montreal

Kathryn in Montreal — Thu, 07 May 2009 17:36:53 +0000

I have four kids, one boy and three girls, and even though they are nearly grown up (22, 20, 18 and 16) they still crack me up. And they killed me when they were small.

My oldest daughter was five and in kindergarden when the teacher pulled me aside with a smile. Apparently, she had noticed that her teacher and I had the same jeans and remarked “but my Mom has to lie on the bed to put hers on” — My fourth was eight months old and I had been desperately trying to slip into something pre-pregnancy.

And then there was the time when we were standing in line in a crowded McDonalds. My son was nearly four and the lady behind us was not good looking… if you had wanted a model for the Wicked Witch of the West, this poor woman would have suited very well. He was staring and as I whispered to him to turn around, he piped up loud and clear, “But why is that lady so ugly?”. I nearly died…

By: Michelle

Michelle — Thu, 07 May 2009 14:39:23 +0000

Gotta love kids and their honesty. I was feeling bad about not getting to the gym as much as I had wanted and made a remark about feel bad about gaining back some of my weight. My daughter with her new acquired wisdom, said mommy it’s okay you don’t look that bad. And my son in his cut to the chase opinion says, yeah and you can see your butt getting bigger! Sigh…. I guess I would rather hear the truth and realize that I do need to take heed and do something. But, dang! LOL

By: diddymon@verizon.net

diddymon@verizon.net — Thu, 07 May 2009 14:30:16 +0000

Ah yes. The gas factor gets worse as they age. E is 19 now and shows no signs of stopping. Kids also make you eat your words. I blogged on that today. And honestly, Jane, having a daughter is no better… especially a gorgy, well dressed one. I try to go shopping with her but whenever I pick something out she says, “That is NOT cute.”
Sigh.
Teri

By: Kathleen

Kathleen — Thu, 07 May 2009 12:15:47 +0000

My three boys are grandsons and I started journals for each of them when they were born. It’s perfect for grabbing and jotting down the little oops and funnies, owies and heartaches along the way. All three are in baseball this spring. Baseball in the Northwest is a mud sport but the memories are priceless.

By: Maureen

Maureen — Thu, 07 May 2009 10:11:44 +0000

I wished that I had written down some of the funny and sometimes just ridiculous things that my kids have said over the years. One day when my son was in grammar school he looked at me and said, “Mommy, you are the most beautiful mommy in the world, even with those things on your face.” (freckles)